Great Britain -- History -- House of York, 1461-1485 -- Fiction
The King kindly invited me to sup with them that night. Sir Richard
Grey, one of her Majesty's sons by her first husband, was also present
at supper.
Soon after the meal the young King retired; but we sat up late, and
discussed the affairs of state, and laid plans for the levying of the
forces to escort the King to London. Lord Rivers and Grey both seemed
to fear that Richard did intend to take the young King away from their
control and influence, unless they took a sufficient force to make such
a step impossible. On this I did not express an opinion; for who could
tell what move a man like Gloucester might make.
The next morning orders were sent out through several counties to raise
troops.
When these commenced coming in, Lord Rivers, Sir Richard Grey and I
were kept busy inspecting them and getting them properly equipped.
By the end of one week we had an army of above ten thousand men ready
to march with our little Sovereign, and others were coming in with
every hour that passed.
One evening we held a council at which it was decided to start for
London on the second day following.
The next day, about the hour of noon, a gentleman arrived at the Castle
and requested an audience with the Lord Rivers. We were at dinner when
he arrived; so he was informed that his audience would be granted so
soon as my lord had finished his repast.
The gentleman sent back word that he came from Windsor, as the
messenger of the Queen.
When Rivers heard this he arose hurriedly and ordered him to be
admitted at once.
Imagine my surprise when in walked Harleston.
He had never met Lord Rivers, so I presented him.
He handed a packet to his lordship, with the words:--"From the Queen,
my lord."
Rivers tore open the packet in great excitement, and as he read its
contents I saw a cloud of disappointment pass over his brilliant
features. Grey went over to his uncle, and read the letter over the
other's shoulder. When he had finished, his features wore the same
look as did his uncle's, except that they also showed strong traces of
anger.
"Well, Bradley," at length said Rivers, "our work hath been for nought.
We are commanded, here, to have the army disbanded, and to take only a
sufficient retinue to support the dignity of our young King."
"Then things have brightened?" I asked.
He shook his head sadly. "No, on the contrary, the prospect looks much
darker. I only hope that I may be mistaken; but I do fear we shall
have trouble in England, unless the nobles cease their wrangling."
Shortly after he and Grey retired, and, as Harleston had not yet dined,
we sat at table; and whilst he ate he told me of the doings at court
since I had left. And these, as you shall hear, were of importance to
the kingdom.
CHAPTER XI
SOME HAPPENINGS AT WINDSOR
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